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The Holy Mountain of Huntian is where the gate of the Huntian Sect, one of the ten strongest forces in the Eastern Wasteland, is located.
The giant survey ship stopped halfway up the Holy Mountain of Huntian. Tens of thousands of disciples from hundreds of Taoist temples disembarked and gathered in the huge square in front of the Disciple Hall of the Huntian Sect.
The Disciple Hall is towering, standing like a hill in front of you, with an ancient atmosphere.
The square is so huge that even if a thousand-meter-long sky survey ship is docked, it only occupies a small corner. Tens of thousands of Taoist disciples gather here, and not even half of it is filled.
The Taoist disciples looked around one by one, full of curiosity and wonder.
Everything they saw when they came here was novel and shocking to them.
It's like jumping out of the bottom of a well and seeing the vast world.
Soon, the eyes of tens of thousands of people were attracted by what stood in front of the disciple hall.
That's a drum!
A huge war drum, which is ten meters long, hangs three meters in the air. The body of the drum is like bronze, with a deep and simple color. It is filled with the vicissitudes of endless years and is immortal.
The surface of the drum is covered with light lines, densely criss-crossed, and seems to contain the endless charm of the avenue.
"quiet!"
The majestic and mighty voice resounded through the heaven and earth like a divine sound, immediately silencing the low-pitched discussions of tens of thousands of disciples.
I saw streaks of light flying in and out, appearing around the square. They were flying people one by one. Each person was surrounded by divine light and rising rays of light. It was indescribable and unfathomable.
"It's not flying with a weapon, it's flying in the air..."
Those with sharp eyes could not help but be startled when they noticed that the feet of the escaping people were empty.
"Flying with weapons... flying in the air..." Chen Feng's eyes narrowed and he was thinking secretly.
Is there a difference between the two?
If so, which one is higher?
Lacking enough cultivation knowledge, Chen Feng did not dare to judge easily, but he still had some guesses in his heart.
"Welcome to the Huntian Sect. This drum is the Huntian Drum, the most precious treasure of our Huntian Sect." Appearing in the sky above the disciple hall is an old man with a long beard and a body as tall as a mountain. The old man's face is rosy, and the divine light surrounds him, filling the air. A world-shattering pressure that overwhelms the sky and the earth was released. This pressure was restrained. Otherwise, no one among the tens of thousands of Taoist disciples would be able to withstand it.
"The master of my disciple's hall will preside over your assessment."
"Your assessment is very simple. It is to beat the Huntian Drum with your own strength."
"Beating the Huntian Drum has nothing to do with your level of cultivation, but is closely related to your foundation. In other words, no matter what your level of cultivation is, you will be treated equally in front of the Huntian Drum."
"As soon as the drum beats within one breath, you can be classified as a disciple of the outer sect."
"If the drum sounds twice in one breath, you can be classified as a disciple of the inner sect."
"If the drum sounds three times in one breath, you can be classified as a core disciple."
"If the drum sounds four times in one breath, you can be classified as a true disciple."
"If the drum beats five times in one breath, he can be classified as a quasi-sect disciple."
"If the drum sounds six times in one breath, he can be classified as the eldest son."
"Before you arrive, the disciples from the Huntian City General Academy have been tested and can beat the drum for up to five times."
Tens of thousands of Taoist disciples were immediately shocked.
During this period of time on the sky survey ship, everyone knew the Huntian Sect better than before.
There are hundreds of Huntian Taoist temples, but they are all branches. There is only one main temple, which is located in Huntian City, and Huntian City is located at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Huntian.
what does that mean?
This means that the disciples of the main campus of Huntian Taoist Academy are closer to the Huntian Sect, and the cultivation environment and resources are more superior than those of hundreds of branches, which means there are more geniuses.
Even so, no one can beat the drum six times.
Following this, many of the tens of thousands of disciples felt a surge of fighting spirit within their hearts.
Six drum rolls!
Not only can he surpass the genius of the main hospital, but he can also ascend to the sky and become the eldest son in one step.
What does Zongzi mean?
don't know!
However, listening to the old man's words, one knows that the status of the eldest son is definitely not comparable to that of disciples of other levels.
"Now, let's start the assessment. Remember, you have to do your best. Which level of disciple you can become depends on your own ability." The burly old man said with a smile.
The assessment of tens of thousands of Taoist disciples will undoubtedly take a long time. Chen Feng lined up in the middle. It is estimated that it will take a long time for his turn to come, so he is not in a hurry and continues to study the Fengying Sword Technique.
"In the first half of the month of surveying the giant ship, I finally understood the eleventh sword and refined it into the Wind Shadow's killing style, but I still have no clue about the twelfth sword..."
"Could it be that... the eleven Kazekage swords are the limit?"
"However, after comprehending and mastering the Eleven Wind Shadow Swords and the Ten Steps of Treading Waves, although my physical strength has not improved, it has become much more condensed, which is an unexpected surprise."
While thinking, a person quickly approached the Huntian Drum.
The man was less than two meters tall and looked extremely small as he was close to the Huntian Drum, which was suspended three meters in the air and had a diameter of ten meters.
Running like the wind, his legs suddenly exerted force, and the strength of the eight transformations of his body exploded, propelling the whole person to leap several meters, his arms were raised like a strong bow drawn to full string, and the extremely tyrannical strength went straight through his arms.
One punch... without any reservation and hit Huntian Gu.
When a full-strength blow directly hit the ancient and mysterious drum surface of the Huntian Drum, the drum surface trembled slightly and made a deafening roar. The sound waves vibrated and impacted away, as if they were substantial, immediately knocking the man back.
Fall to the ground!
The figure couldn't help but fly back a few meters before standing still. All the strength in the body was shaken away, and it was difficult to regain it in a short time.
"As soon as the drum sounds, we are listed as disciples of the outer sect and wait aside." The burly old man said immediately.
This body-training eight-variant couldn't help but look frustrated.
He originally thought he could ring three times, but he didn't expect it was only one.
The second one immediately ran out.
To be fair, the first one always suffers more, but the foundation is not enough and the difference is not big.
Jumping up, the copper stick in his hand hit the Huntian drum like a thunderstorm, making an ear-shattering sound. Under the impact of the sound wave, the man was also knocked back several meters. His strength was exhausted and he was unable to come out again. Second hit.
In the third assessment, the Huntian Drum was silent.
"If you fail to beat the Huntian drum, you have two choices, enter Huntian City to practice or work as a handyman for the Huntian Sect." The burly old man said.
"I..." This person looked at a loss.
"Go aside and wait, think carefully before making a choice." The burly old man said.
The assessment continues.
One after another lined up to participate in the assessment.
If someone is unable to beat the Huntian drum, it means that his strength is mixed and his foundation is shallow, and he has no chance to become a disciple of the Huntian Sect.
Some people can only ring once and be listed as disciples of the outer sect.
When the number reached 100, the drum sounded once, followed by a second one.
"The drum sounds two times, the disciples of the inner sect are waiting aside." The burly old man showed a slight smile.
More and more people are participating in the assessment.
There were also more people ringing the second bell.
Qin Haoyu stepped out, his speed getting faster and faster, and the strong wind roared in all directions.
one strike!
The drum head vibrated and made an amazing sound.
Qin Haoyu fell to the ground with a substantial sound wave backlash, and then rose up again.
Second strike!
A second voice rang out.
The reverberating sound waves seemed to be a little stronger. Qin Haoyu fell to the ground and paused. His eyes suddenly burst into blazing light, like two aurora piercing the sky, and he jumped up again.
With a low cry, the third blow was fired.
"The Blazing Eyes are good. If developed to the extreme, they can not only detect illusions and make people blind, but they are also expected to transform into the Blazing Divine Eyes, which can emit blazing divine light and penetrate everything." The burly old man nodded, with a smile on his face. A little clearer.
Qin Haoyu, with three drum sounds, was listed as a core disciple.
When it was Lei Zhan's turn, the drums were beaten three times, and the burly old man commented that with iron arms, it would be easier to break the limit of forging and become copper skin and iron bones.
Yan Ling's wind spirit body and another golden spirit body were evaluated as bound to become Ningzhen.
Fan Quan's phantom pupil is said to be expected to transform into a phantom demon pupil in the future, capable of reaching the sky with illusions.
Basically, those who have mastered the innate supernatural powers all beat the drum three times and are classified as core disciples.
Those who have a strong and solid foundation but have not mastered the innate genius can only drum twice. As for those elites who have a relatively solid foundation, they can only drum once.
Most of those who couldn't even make a sound relied on a large amount of elixirs to improve their cultivation to the third transformation after body forging.
Yang Xuening also participated in the assessment, beat the drum and was listed as a disciple of the outer sect. This was her true level.
"Brother Yun, come on!" Yang Xuening said to Ye Yunqi, who was stepping out, "You will definitely surpass everyone."
Ye Yunqi's eyes were empty and arrogant, but when he stared at the Huntian Drum, an indescribable blazing light burst out.
Step by step, the aura on Ye Yunqi's body continued to condense.
The burly old man stared at him, a flash of surprise seemed to flash in his eyes.
The aura on Ye Yunqi's body became stronger and stronger, and the steps he took became faster and faster. There seemed to be a faint sound of rushing waves, and under Ye Yunqi's steps, the air seemed to turn into a heavy wave. , and Ye Yunqi is riding the waves.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Nine steps!
In an instant, Ye Yunqi's speed increased by 90%, turning into a dark green light and shadow and rushing towards the Huntian Drum. He swung his fist with his left arm and hit the ancient and mysterious drum surface with all his concentrated strength, making a thunderous sound. Sound like.
The sound wave counterattack came, but Ye Yunqi drew the sword with his right hand, the sword light was extremely brilliant, and nine sword shadows burst out, immediately smashing the sound wave that came back, and struck the drum surface like a broken bamboo, making a second shock. .
This scene immediately caused many people to gasp.
Even Qin Haoyu and other people who were born with supernatural powers were knocked back by the sound wave backlash before they suddenly started playing drums again.
The second wave of sound waves became more and more violent and hit. Ye Yunqi's body fell to the ground, and then he suddenly rose up. He held a long knife in both hands. All the air under the knife seemed to turn into a wave, and he was heavily split by the extremely powerful knife. .
Boom!
A third deafening drumbeat sounded.
The sound reverberated and became more forceful. This time, Ye Yunqi was pushed back several meters and fell to the ground.
"Bloodline stimulation!"
With a low drink, Ye Yunqi's eyes flashed with blue, and there were faint sounds of rushing waves in his body. The blood all over his body seemed to turn into a vast rushing river, and Ye Yunqi's body was immediately covered with a layer of blood.
The blood light surged like a tidal wave, advancing layer by layer, bringing more tyrannical power to Ye Yunqi.
"It turns out to be a bloodline body, a tidal bloodline of the water system." The burly old man looked surprised: "It seems that it is still a king-level bloodline, not bad, and has the value of cultivation."
With the power of his bloodline, Ye Yunqi swung his sword to kill him, and struck the Huntian Drum hard.
Boom!
The fourth tone sounded.
In an instant, a force of counter-shock surged and struck Ye Yunqi hard. The tidal layer of blood was turbulent and swaying, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.
Withstanding the astonishing force of the counterattack, Ye Yunqi rose up again and swung his sword to kill.
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes and hold their breath.
Can he... be able to beat the drum five times like the genius of the main hospital?
